The Hand Of Your Raising

[Intro]
Is it your nature to be kind, or just the hand of your raising?
I didn’t know you before I met you, and I don’t know if I know you now

[Verse 1]
It was in the morning when you left
After a night of talking nonsense
I hated for you to leave like that
But I watched you go nonetheless

[Chorus]
Now I feel red like the carpet on my bedroom floor
Full of loaded words and nothing I ain't heard from you before

[Verse 2]
Should I have followed you out the door? Instead of holding it all open
Like the way that you held me not so long ago

[Verse 3]
I wear my cards on my sleeve
But you leave yours in the shadows. Looming so deep and in darkness do you think that I could see?

[Chorus]
Now I feel red like the carpet on my bedroom floor
Full of loaded words and nothing I ain't heard from you before

[Chorus]
I feel red like the carpet on my bedroom floor
And I'm not sure how I should write you anymore

[Outro]
Is it your nature to be kind, or just the hand of your raising?